Sam Prefers Daddy

"No!"

"But he doesn't like boys does he?" asked a perplexed Naomi.

"No, he loves me. He likes women; he even finally admitted that he'd like to sleep with both of you girls. I told him maybe if he was good..."

"Jesus," I grumbled, "The little prick marries my daughter, then tells her he wants her to spank him, that he lost his virginity to his Mother, that he likes dressing as a girl and that he wants to fuck his new wife's two best friends. Good choice honey, really good choice."

"But he's a Doctor Mr. R, and he's handsome and he's funny," protested Babs, "And you can't have everything, you know. So Sam," she continued, "Would you mind if I slept with him?"

We all couldn't help but laugh at our beautiful, dizzy blond, always willing to make fun of herself to ease any arguments between us.

"I told him I was going to tell you guys about his interests," Sam interrupted.

"What did he think about that? You didn't mention you were going to tell your Dad did you?" asked Naomi, continually amazed at Sam's daring.

"He wasn't happy at first, but then I told him, 'Listen Jimmy, if we're going to live together and have some sort of life, you and my friends and my Dad all better understand each other.' It took awhile but he loves me so much I finally convinced him."

"You didn't have to spank him to convince him, did you?" I growled.

"Daddy!" she warned, and when her friends also started to grin, she turned on them and giving them a withering glance, added, "And you two better be good to him! Or else!" She left us with those words, flouncing away with a wiggle, knowing we'd be talking about her and her hubby for quite a while.

We were all pretty busy the rest of the week and it was only Sunday afternoon when we all finally got back together; at a party Naomi and I were holding to celebrate our engagement. Sam and Jimmy, Barbara and Donnie, and lastly, Naomi's parents were our guests for a Bar-B-Q by the pool.

I could see as soon as Sam arrived that her husband was nervous but they were soon upstaged by Babs who announced she believed she was pregnant.

"I'm two weeks late," she announced happily, her proud, beaming husband at her side. With our engagement, Sam's honeymoon and now Barbs news, the afternoon passed in excited conversation and I could see Jimmy slowly loosen up. And after a couple of drinks he started to entertain us, and with his ability to tell a funny story he soon had us all almost rolling on the lawn.

After dinner I pulled him aside and leading him up stairs told him I'd like to have a private talk with him.

"Sure Mr. R," he agreed nervously, fearing the worst.

After leading him all the way to the third floor, I started my sales job, "You know Jimmy, we've got a lot of space in this house, especially since there are only two of us here. Just this floor alone has 1500 square feet and no one ever comes up here."

"You're right Mr. R," the clearly confused boy answered, obviously asking himself what the fuck was her father-in-law talking about, why wasn't I giving him shit.

"Its going to be some time before you finish your residency isn't it." As Jimmy nodded I continued, "Sam's going to be alone a lot in that small apartment, and I have to say it's certainly not the best area of the city."

At last I saw the light of understanding slowly go on behind Jimmy's eyes. "But sir, you don't mean you'd like us..."

"Listen Jimmy, I'm going to be working 50-60 hours a week and I'm sure you'll be working even crazier hours. I'd sure like to think the girls were together, not sitting alone..."

"But Mr. R, Samantha said she had talked to you... You know, about me... About well... My Mom, dressing in..."

"Jimmy, she loves you and plans to spend her life with you. Now I'll tell you this son, I'm not giving up my daughter because you like to wear dresses once in a while, fuck, half the men in Scotland wear dresses."

"But..."

"I don't want an answer tonight boy, just promise to think about it. It's not that bad a place to live, you know, c'mon I'll show you." I left it at that, but as I watched him look over the beautiful rooms, I knew that with a little prodding from Sam and some encouragement from Naomi, he and my beautiful daughter would soon be ensconced comfortably on the top floor.

A week later it was all agreed, Sam and Jimmy would move in while Naomi and I were on our honeymoon, and Sam immediately set to work with local contractors to prepare the space perfectly for them.

"I told him today Daddy," she announced to me one night two weeks later, a night she was spending in bed with Naomi and I, the first time the three of us had slept together. "I wasn't going to have him move in here not knowing," she insisted.

"I knew you'd have to eventually sweetie, so how did he take it?"

"His first words were 'That prick, that fucking prick, no wonder he wasn't too upset about Mommy', he really wasn't very happy Dad," Sam said smiling, "No, you definitely aren't his favorite person in the world."

"And then what happened?" a clearly excited Naomi asked.

"We argued for about twenty minutes. I got to admit I was getting a little pissed off at him – after all he fucked his Mother and he wears dresses and now he's giving me a hard time? Finally he asked me snottily, 'And what if I make you choose between us?' So I just told him to FUCK OFF and walked out."

"Oh no Sam, you didn't," gasped Naomi.

"The hell with him. I knew my Daddy and my new Mommy would welcome me," she cooed, as she climbed up her friend's naked body, planting little kisses as she went.

"Are you sure you did the right thing honey?" I finally asked, "Christ you've only been married a month."

"He'll come around Daddy. Besides I did stop at Bab's place on the way home, Donnie's away for a few days, you know."

Seeing our quizzical looks, she plowed on, saying, "Well I asked her if she'd mind going over and checking on Jimmy for me, maybe easing his pain a little."

"What?" I yelled, as Naomi sputtered incoherently beside me.

"Well... I thought it might be a good idea... She should be here any minute, I told her to come over after she was finished with him."

And sure enough a radiant Barb was soon naked in our bed, grinning wickedly as she recounted her nights work. "He was asleep when I arrived," she started, "So I just got naked and slipped between the sheets next to him and popped his soft little dick right into my mouth."

"He finally woke up just as his sperm was flooding between my lips... You know Mr. R, I really think I enjoy sucking a small prick better than I do your fat monster... But anyway Jimmy woke and said, 'Honey, is that you? I'm sorry sweetie,' but I turned on the lamp and told him, 'You're a very lucky man Jimmy. Sam sent me over to cut off your dick but I just couldn't help myself, I decided to try it out before I cut it off.'

"But... But Babs..." he said.

"No talking Jimmy, if you want to save your sorry ass you better just start fucking me," I growled at him, as I planted myself on top of him.

"Poor Jimmy," Sam said.

"Don't give me any 'Poor Jimmy' sis, that little fucker was like a rabbit, came four times in me in about fifteen minutes. He's actually not so bad for a little guy," she finished, a wicked glint in her eyes.

"So, did you solve my problem?" asked Sam.

"No," said Babs, "Now we have to finish him off. Naomi, you get your little rear over there, give him a spanking from his new Mother-in-Law and then fuck his brains out. He'll be helpless when you get through with him."

And to my surprise my three crazy lovers all agreed to this mad plan and Naomi left us at three-thirty in the morning, an excited lustful look in her eyes. And we were all still awake three hours later when Naomi crawled back in with us.

"So?" asked Sam.

"Piece of cake," said Naomi beaming. "Christ I think I scared the shit out of him when I woke him."

"What happened?' asked Babs breathlessly.

"Well I snuck into his bedroom and after stripping crawled up next to him and screamed into his ear, 'WAKE UP JIMMY, MOMMIES ANGRY'. God, he must have jumped a foot."

'Sam?... Babs?' he yelped at me.

"No Jimmy," I told him, It's your new Mommy-in-Law and I'm pissed off at you for hurting my little daughter," I told him.

'Jesus, is that you Naomi? Christ, you're naked!' he squealed.

"Where's your punishment paddle Jimmy," I asked him.

'What? What do you mean?'

'I'm going to have to spank you Jimmy.'

'C'mon Naomi, cut it out, you're not funny,' he said to me, but almost immediately I could see his little penis growing hard. He finally realized I was serious and shyly went and got a ping pong paddle from his cupboard. His cock was so stiff when he turned back to me that I had trouble staying serious - I just wanted to pop it in my pussy while kissing him.

"Did you spank him?" asked Sam impatiently.

"Yes, I gave him twenty hard hits," Naomi answered laughing, "And each time I hit him I yanked on his hard prick and told him that if he was ever mean to you again Mommy was going to return and really give it to him."

"You're bad honey," I told my soon to be bride, afraid she seemed to have enjoyed it too much.

"And then you left him?" demanded Babs.

"Of course not! I fucked him silly before I left. But before leaving I told him, 'And we don't want any more bullshit from you. You're either a member of this family or you can fuck off, it's up to you to decide. But Jimmy, if you don't call Samantha up by eight a.m. this morning and apologize to your beautiful bride, you can just forget ever seeing any of us again."

And none of us were surprised when the phone rang at seven-thirty and Jimmy asked Naomi politely if he could talk to his wife. We just heard Sam's side of the conversation but her comments of 'Yes Jimmy, I know you're sorry', 'Yes, if you promise, I'll come home', and 'Yes honey, I know you love me' were enough for us to realize Jimmy wasn't going to be leaving his new family anytime soon.

A month later Naomi and I were joined in wedlock, with Sam serving as my 'Best Man' while Barb was maid of honor. For two weeks we honeymooned on Rhodes, the bright yellow sun and the deep blue Adriatic a perfect backdrop for our hungry couplings.

We came home on a cool but sunny late September day, the first hint of autumn color already appearing in the leaves of the maple trees outside our door. We were all nervous that first night and I decided to wait before I took my daughter in front of her husband, giving him one night of reprieve before he was faced with the reality of being the number two male in our house.

They were both quiet when I entered their bedroom the next night, proudly naked, my long, hard, swinging appendage leading me. I couldn't help but hear Jimmy's intake of breath and his gasp of 'Jesus' as I approached his young bride.

"Oh Daddy," she groaned, and just from her voice I knew she was soaking wet, that my taking her like this, in front of Jimmy, was exciting her perhaps more than anything ever had before.

"Oh Sam, you're so lovely, so beautiful," I almost sang, my hands moving the straps of her thin silk negligee from her shoulders, exposing her already growing breasts to my hungry eyes. I knew immediately. "You're pregnant," I marveled, my hand lifting her full breast and gently squeezing.

"What?" I heard Jimmy squeak in the background.

"Yes Daddy, I'm about ten weeks," she said, her radiant, smiling face full of joy.

"Mine?" I whispered.

"Yes Daddy," she whispered back as she fit her body into mine, and now grinning added, "Of course it's yours."

I simply put my arms under her firm rear end and effortlessly lifted her aloft, holding her suspended for seconds, before lowering her gently onto my throbbing shaft, her soft purring 'oooooohhhhhhhh Daddddddddy' a total acceptance of my deep penetration, of her complete commitment to her Daddy's love.

We fucked standing, and again and again I almost lifted her completely off my prick before dropping her back, filling every inch of her churning tunnel with my hot pulsing meat. Moving to the wall, I braced her there, and now freed of supporting her, started to pump wildly into my screaming girl.

"Yes Daddy,... Oh yes Daddy,... God yes,...Ohhhhhh... Yesssssss... Uuuuhhhhhhhnnnnn... Harder Daddy...Yesssssss...Ohhhhhh Please Daddy,...FUCK ME DADDDY...," she yelled, each heavy stroke of my piston bringing another demand from my thrashing baby.

As I filled my darling's trembling pussy with my seed I saw Jimmy watching us, awestruck, never imagining his wife could act like this. But we were still lust filled, our hunger still not totally satisfied, so I quickly turned from him and threw my Sam on the bed and rushed to fill her as her splayed, dripping thighs lay open waiting for me.

Soon she was grunting out her orgasm, a continuing wave of sound and liquid and thrashing movement that seemed to be trying to unseat me, but was really a clenching needy demand for my sperm.

Finally a third time I entered her, slipping into her dripping cunt as she knelt doggie style in front of me. As I thrust I heard her call out, "Jimmy, come here, please," and looking up saw Jimmy, his little penis straining in his hand, warily approach Sam's reaching hand.

Grasping him finally, she pulled him to her, slipping his glistening shaft between her lips. Facing me, watching me pump ruthlessly into his wife, I could see his orgasm approach and as he cried out in release I flooded Sam in one final bath of cum, her mumbled sobs of pleasure a final tribute to my manhood.

As we lay panting, my big body between Jimmy and Samantha, her mouth and sweet slit still leaking our juices, I looked at Jimmy seriously and asked, "Do you understand now Jimmy?"

"What Mr. R?" he asked, uncertain of anything.

"Call me Daddy, Jimmy."

"Yes sir, I mean Daddy," he replied nervously.

"Sam is mine Jimmy, do you see? She's your wife but she belongs to me. Do you understand what I'm saying son?"

"I think so sir... Er Daddy."

"My cock was made for her Jimmy. Her precious sweet cunt was made to accept her Daddy, no one will ever fill, move her, like I do. She loves you Jimmy but she worships me. You can have her, even Babs and Naomi, but I'm the Daddy, the father of our family. Do you understand?"

"I obey you Daddy?" he asked tentatively.

"No Jimmy, you love us, you become part of our group, completely integrated with us, a man yes, but a man who acknowledges my primacy, my right to your wife, to anything you own."

Perhaps it was his upbringing, the way his Mother raised him, who knows, but as I saw the happy smile appear on his face, I saw deep within him a total acceptance of me as the primary male in our group, the alpha male, even a happiness that he wouldn't have to play that role, a role he knew he could never fill...

The weeks and months passed, all of us happy with our lifestyle. The four of us slept together most nights, often joined by Barb, who would often arrive in the middle of the night demanding I satisfy her, fill her aching need before we slept...

As I sit writing this diary a year has passed since that night when I first took Samantha, just hours before she was wed, and a year since both Naomi and Babs felt me for the first time, deep in their hungry sheathes. Naomi and Babs are facing me across the room, smiling and content, each of them holding a hungry daughter to their chests.

I can hear my babies sucking eagerly at their Mothers teats, the gurgles of nourishing milk being drunk, but I'm not watching them, instead I'm turned to my right, with my arm draped around Sam's shoulders as my daughter/granddaughter slurps noisily on her Mom's distended nipples.

"Don't drink too much sweetie," I hear Sam instruct her daughter, her smiling eyes catching mine, "I think Daddy's hungry today too..."

THE END

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